The Interview - Tenzin Tseten Bhutia
The world has turned from a simple crowd of people to dreamers exploring and tasting the common aspects of lif... Read More...
Room No 118
“Yes ma’am, that’d be no problem at all.” The manager said.
“Trring, trring” and after exactly seven more rings, one of the receptio... Read More...
Swimming Upstream
I remember the drive vividly, we were on our way to the airport to drop off our late grandparents after their visit. They were ta... Read More...
Before writing anything, every writer tries to make the writing meaningful and make it more of what they feel about something they write or what they ... Read More...
I take small sips from a bottle of Perrier, or Evian- it doesn’t matter; the point is, I sip on privilege. I am a feminist, one so radical that someti... Read More...
Fifteen years of the same thing happening month after month. I should be better prepared for it by now, and yet it delights in surprising me whenever ... Read More...
Right here. This is where life shuts down so you can hear it sing. Do you hear the absolute? Do you feel it tingling your bones? It is you. It is ever... Read More...
I look at her face as we sit on the boardwalk's concrete lining. I don't remember her being any more beautiful or, in that case, any less. Those big b... Read More...
As has been the tradition of recent movies of reflecting our tragic history (Talakjung vs. Tulke, Wada no. 6, etc.), 'Kaalo Pothi' is a story crafted ... Read More...
‘So where is my guide taking me today?’ she showed some concerns.
‘Any special place you want to visit, madam?’ I tried to impress her.
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What?? An invitation to join her? Seriously. Her? I was dazzled. A beautiful girl in the public park invites you to join her. Who wants to say no?
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I was nearly there at the pinnacle of the world. 8,848 meters seemed some inches away. It was quite an achievement. I could finally smile with the sno... Read More...
'To be, or not to be'
How precisely and wonderfully Shakespeare presented the soliloquy of a man in his play Hamlet. I wonder if he had ever t... Read More...
It's the horizon that I want. Your horizon. Your black and white side, I've seen them. If I haven't, I have felt them. I have felt their power, I know... Read More...
Mystified glares seep down. Eyes to veins, the circulation in lines and circles. Arc that portrays the curve of her hands drunk in adrenaline. The inc... Read More...
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